Q10: Rational
After an arduous walk, night falls. You light a fire and snuggle
close to it, when you felt something cold beneath you. Ah! It's one of
them notes again, surprisingly sturdy even though they look like
dishevelled relics of the uncharted past. You pick it up and find a
riddle, a weird one this time.
Who shall stop thy pursuit? O masterful man!
A half over a full; thee plays a pleasant lute,
Thy first cries on VDPRV; more rambunctious than three Caesars
Thy greatness etched in Ion's, immortal is thy might,
And nay shalt I say A1Z26-495.
A half over a full; thee plays a pleasant lute,
Thy first cries on VDPRV; more rambunctious than three Caesars
Thy greatness etched in Ion's, immortal is thy might,
And nay shalt I say A1Z26-495.
Whom does this riddle refer to?